Entertainment: My seven stunning goddess sisters

You can search "Entertainment: My Seven Stunning Goddess Sisters Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"Hey! Your kid is quite knowledgeable!" In Huafeng's eyes, Zhang Yue is not very interested in music and art. He didn't expect him to comment on the song, but he was very good.

"Cut, I haven't eaten pork and I haven't seen a pig run. Although I don't know how to write songs, I still have a high level of appreciation. Besides, don't forget, I am also a top student of Yanjing University."

"Good job, good student, what tune do you think this word goes with?"

Zhang Yue stared at the paper in Huafeng's hand and said: "You are also really strange. Others write songs first, but you are the first to write lyrics."

"it's the same."

Zhang Yue thought for a while and said, "This word seems to be lingering and afflicted. I can't ask for it. It should be a sad melody."

Hua Feng stared at the words on the paper without making a sound.

Four or five minutes later, Zhang Yue saw that he was still silent, so he slammed into him and said, "It's alright, you can't think of it like this. Why don't we go for a walk now and change our minds? ."

Hua Feng looked at the dark night outside the window and said, "Now?"

"Yes indeed."

Hua Feng collected the paper and left the dormitory with Zhang Yue.

As he passed by the shade of the trees, he thought of Lan Yue'er, who had been waiting there some time ago, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Zhang Yue asked: "What's the matter? Think of Lan Yue'er?"

"how do you know?"

"Hey! She waits for you there every day, don't I know?"

"I don't know how she is now?"

"It doesn't matter what it is, people, they all make their own way."

Hua Feng thought about it and felt that Zhang Yue's words were right.

Although Lan Yueer was unwilling to threaten Huafeng again out of conscience and feelings in the end, this does not mean that she did not come close to Huafeng in the early stage.

Good or bad, it's her own way.

After thinking about this, Huafeng felt a lot easier.

Not far away is Weiming Lake.

The lake water was in the moonlight with sparkling waves, the breeze came slowly, and the hair on the forehead was gently blown.

"Wow! So comfortable~" Hua Feng stretched out towards the lake in front of her.

"It's good to come out."

"Yes, the scenery here is really different from the daytime."

"Yes, there are few people now, the sky is bright and the stars are scarce, the style is clear..."

After speaking, the two stared at the lake, each in a trance.

Suddenly, a melody flashed in Hua Feng's mind.

He involuntarily stroked the index finger of his right hand, groaning in his mouth.

Knowing that he was inspired, Zhang Yue quietly took out his phone and turned on the recording function.

Hua Feng had a sharp heart, and hummed to the phone.

"If you can't see through, it's your lost soul..."

After singing, Zhang Yue gave Huafeng a thumbs up: "Niu Biao, I finished writing a song so soon, and the melody is also very nice." 100 Literature www.100wenxue.com

Huafeng took his mobile phone, listened to the recording just now, and marked the places to be modified.

The next day.

Hua Feng passed the song "Painting Heart" to Chen Jia.

Chen Jiashang was surprised, and sent a message to him: "So fast?"

"Yes, please listen to the team first, and give me feedback on any amendments."

"it is good."

Two hours later, Chen Jia sent a reply: "Everyone in the team listened to it and agreed that this song is perfect, and most importantly, it fits the theme of the movie."

After that, Admiral Chen Jia paid 300,000 yuan for the second half of the song and went to Huafeng Card.

Huafeng is very happy.

Now, just wait for the release of Painted Skin, and then watch the market reaction of the song.

For a period of time afterwards, Huafeng went to class step by step and took classes with Huage.

As the holidays approached, he pushed invitations to several movies and TV shows he didn't like very much, and concentrated on preparing for school celebrations and year-end exams.

On this day, he was reading the book in the dormitory and suddenly received a call from his agent Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng hesitated on the phone: "Huafeng, have you read the recent online comments?"

"What comment? I didn't pay much attention."

"Oh, that's it, your fans have set up a Huafeng support club."

"??? Why don't I know about this?"

"Actually, average traffic stars rely more on fans, but a powerful star like you, in fact, fans are not fans, the influence is not big, the most important thing is your remarks, usually follow the comments of netizens."

"Yes, that's what I meant, the support club will be exempted."

"Hey! It's not up to me, this support club, they oppose you to participate in the Yanjing University celebration."

"What? Objection? Why?"

"...That's it, they think you should weaken the influence of Yanjing University and concentrate on film and television work."

"No, I was originally a student of Yenching University. I will participate in the school celebration. I think it is understandable."

"That being said, I still advise you to consider the fan's suggestion."

Hua Feng thought for a while and said: "Okay, I'll think about it."

After hanging up the phone, Huafeng held the phone and bowed his head silently.

Of course he knows the power of fans.

It's not bad for a star like him with outstanding masterpieces.

However, like the kind of traffic stars that rely entirely on the fan economy, they don't have any masterpieces. Whether they are popular or not depends on the words of the fans.

There are almost no traffic stars who dare to confront their fans.

Some celebrities received advertisements from WeChat business because of their remuneration.

Fans immediately scolded them bloody, and in the end, fans turned down their endorsements in despair.

They eat fans, wear fans, and naturally follow the words of fans.